Date: 1594, 1623

"My lord, 'tis but a base ignoble mind / That mounts no higher than a bird can soar."

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1594, 1623

"Thy heaven is on earth; thine eyes and thoughts / Beat on [bate on?] a crown, the treasure of thy heart"

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1594, 1623

"Oft have I heard that grief softens the mind, / And makes it fearful and degenerate."

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1594, 1623

"How irksome is this music to my heart! / When such strings jar, what hope of harmony? "

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1594, 1623

"A heart unspotted is not easily daunted. "

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1594, 1623

"Sharp Buckingham unburdens with his tongue / The envious load that lies upon his heart."

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1594, 1623

"Ay, Margaret, my heart is drowned with grief, / Whose flood begins to flow within mine eyes."

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1594, 1623

"Faster than springtime showers comes thought on thought, / And not a thought but thinks on dignity."

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1594, 1623

"My brain, more busy than the labouring spider, / Weaves tedious snares to trap mine enemies."

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)

Date: 1594, 1623

"I fear me you but warm the starvèd snake, / Who, cherished in your breasts, will sting your hearts."

— Shakespeare, William (1564-1616)